1. The Rules of Detention


    Date: 12/8/2015, Categories: Fantasy Anal Blowjob Domination/submission Humiliation Job/Place-of-work Non-consensual sex Rape School Author: Cupcake21, Source: sexstories.com

    ... watched her bend over. Her ass was luscious, and gave him such a hard on. The thoughts he had earlier of the humiliation he had in store for her was lining up perfectly. He cupped his hand and smacked her on her ass. She jolted back up into her upright position. She turned to stare at Derek. She didn't know whether to be angry or upset at his actions. “Go sit down, right now!” she commanded, pointing to the seats in the classroom. He got closer to her, knowing she was powerless against him. The anger in her eyes soon turned into fear. “Do you get turned on by being so dominant towards your students?” he asked, closing the gap in between him and her. Her back was against the dry erase board, and he leaned down to put his face close to hers. He brushed back her hair away from her ear, watching her feel revolted by the sheer feeling of it. He put his lips close to her ear. “Or is it that, you enjoy being dominated like a submissive little whore?” he asked. Her breathing stopped. He pulled his hand up to the buttons on her shirt and pulled the shirt apart, revealing a laced brassier. “Why would a teacher wear such slutty lingerie if no one is going to see it?” he asked. She didn't answer. She felt powerless against the six foot three inches tall high school senior. “Maybe it's that you were hoping this would happen!” he exclaimed, feeling his erection engorge the front of his jeans. He pulled his hands up to unhook her bra from the front, but she pulled her hand back and slapped ...
    ... him on the right side of his face. Derek couldn't help but laugh. He grabbed her right wrist and held it above her head. She pulled back her left hand to slap him again, but caught her hand in the air as it was coming to him. He held both her small wrists in his left hand, and brought his right hand up to unlatch her bra. After it unlatched, her perfectly tan tits bounced out of the brassier. He could feel the blood rushing in his dick. He grabbed her tit, feeling the supple softness in them. He pinched and delicately twisted the left nipple, watching it get hard. He could feel her struggling to be released from his grasp. “Why don't you scream?” he asked, obviously curious. She shook her head, her hair flailing with her. Derek smiled, pinching her right nipple and leaning into her neck, slowly biting and sucking on it. He wanted her wet and dripping. She let out a squeal, trying to conceal the moan from the pleasure she was feeling. He pulled away from her and released her hands. She stood there, her tits bouncing out of her shirt. She felt froze in place. She wanted to scream, but what would Derek do to her if she did? Derek grabbed the phone off his desk and pulled up the camera app. He began filming Felicia, standing in front of him with her tits out. “Miss Felicia Lorraine, of Lincoln High School wants me to have sex with her.” Felicia's eyes got wide as she heard him talk to the camera “No, no!” she protested, covering up her breasts with the shirt that was unbuttoned. ...
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